The omnipotence of evil has never resulted in anything but fruitless efforts. Our thoughts always escape from whoever tries to smother them.

Oh! Everything I loved!

To live a life which is a perpetual falsehood is to suffer unknown tortures.

All the human and animal manure which the world wastes, if returned to the land, instead of being thrown into the sea, would suffice to nourish the world.

To rescue from oblivion even a fragment of a language which men have used and which is in danger of being lost -that is to say, one of the elements, whether good or bad, which have shaped and complicated civilization -is to extend the scope of social observation and to serve civilization.

In love, such a word, whispered, is a mysterious kiss of the soul to the soul.

We need those who pray constantly to compensate for those who do not pray at all.